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hey babies, so i am officially revamping leah, i’m remaking her blog because i feel like a fresh start will make things easier for me! i’m now over @dxywalker ! i would love to see some old and new friends over there and am super keen to get back into writing!

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                               join the war @adhonoremrp​

the whispers can be heard in the streets. the dark lord has won. fear is threatening to strangle all those who worked against him and his numbers are only continuing to grow. the order is beginning to diminish and voldemort’s followers are gaining more control. they can be seen flaunting their mark and influence around the streets. everything is changing. will you join the dark lord in his quest for power over the wizarding world? will you continue to fight against him and try to recruit more members to stand up against his followers? the choice is yours.

Adhonorem is a literate, 18+ canon divergent Marauders RP set in  1980. In this timeline, the Dark Lord and his followers are winning the  war and have quite the foothold on the magical world. With an  open-ended overarching plot and plenty of future plot drops, we hope to  foster a community of talented writers that tell their own story. Which  side of the war will you fall on?      

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psa

Alright, I really wanna come back here because I miss Leah and all her connections but atm do not have a lot of energy for much. So I’ll be dropping all previous threads (the connections still stand don’t worry) and starting new ones. If you want to do something with Leah like this post and I’ll jump into your dm’s to do some plotting.

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What if I...came back to this blog? Would anyone still be keen on rping with my girl?

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I haven’t had a lot of muse lately so like this if you wanna do somethin small or hmu if you want my discord, I’m more active over there.

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I haven’t had a lot of muse lately so like this if you wanna do somethin small or hmu if you want my discord, I’m more active over there.

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You must go out and you must smile…you must smile and wave and never let them know how hard it is to bear. (requested by @kasee-y)

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My life is a trail of shipwrecks and set-sails. There are no arrivals, no destinations; there are only sandbanks and shipwreck; then another boat, another tide.

Jeanette Winterson, from Lighthousekeeping (via wishbzne)

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yuseongu·:

               commands for michael to leave the room fall on deaf ears. he isn’t leaving her side – she wants him there, and he isn’t going to abandon her when she needs him. not when his mother died like this. ❝ i’m here, ❞ he murmurs softly, barely even flinching when she squeezes hard enough to break it ( his hand is less important, the physician can see to it later ). there’s nothing he can do besides hold her hand and give her gentle encouragements, so in the quiet, he prays. prays for her. prays for their child. the silence is deafening, but then he hears those tiny little cries, and he lets out a breath he hadn’t realised he’d even been holding in. ❝ you did it, my love, ❞ he says, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand.

You did it. His words bounce around her addled mind. She can barely hear the wails of the child, it feels like there is a thick cloud around her head, pressing down on her and making it hard to think or focus or breathe. It’s meant to be over now, but there’s still pain deep in her core. “Michael...” her voice is hoarse and fades into a pained moan. Push, her body tells her, PUSH. So she does as she is told, not really understanding what’s happening. The physician acts quickly, calling out about "another one!” Another one? Another baby? She cries out and it feels like the whole process begins again, pushing despite the pain and exhaustion seeping into her bones. And then finally it’s over. Again. This little one is much more vocal than his sibling, his wails are loud and fill the room almost immediately. Everyone begins fussing over the new twins, none of them noticing how the life seems to be slipping out of the little queen as blood stains the sheets red.

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yo i just hit 400 followers 

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( ✶ )  ——     HE SMILES GENTLY,  WATCHING AS BD IS OVER JOYED TO HAVE THE APPROVAL OF THE OTHER.   cal watches before the droid is distracted from something within the surrounding shrubbery.  hopping down to go and investigate with questioning beeps.  as her hand finds his,  his gaze moves back to hers.  eyes locking as his smile widens gently.  hesitantly his hand clasping hers carefully, a light squeeze of reassurance being given.           ❛  right …  ❜   he agrees quietly.  he was sure that the force had guided him to that planet for a reason.  and it seemed that she was the call for help.  he can’t imagine what it would’ve been like for her if he got there a moment too late or not at all.  soon, they would find a place to keep this holocron and her safe.  that’s all cal could hope for. 

With BD wandering out of their general vicinity they were left with a quiet moment. Just the two of them sitting there, her hand in his. She gives him a small smile at his soft agreement, her eyes meeting his for a moment before they drop back to look at their joined hands. She was silent. The young queen knew that the plan was to find somewhere safe for the holocron. But after that... “Cal...what happens when we find somewhere to hide the holocron?” Her voice is soft as she asks, gently grazing her thumb across the skin of his hand, “I mean...what happens to me? I doubt your team will want to keep dragging me around, and I don’t expect you to I just...” she shakes her head slightly, “keeping the holocron safe has been my life these past few years, I never expected that purpose to end.”

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Update: The fires are still going with no sign of slowing down. More people have died. Entire towns have been evacuated to beaches and told to get into the water. My best friend’s grandparents home (her happy place) burnt down along with most of the other houses in that area. A woman died two hours after stepping off a plane in Canberra due to the smoke.

PSA ~ OOC under the cut

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dxywalker  asked : 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

                 𝓉𝒽𝑒  𝑔𝑜𝒹  𝓂𝑜𝓋𝑒  𝓈𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓁𝓎,  𝒽𝒾𝓈  𝓂𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈  𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒  𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒  𝓁𝒶𝓏𝓎 .  only  then  had  the  god  felt  the  sunlight  that  now  invaded  the  bed  room.  slowly  turning  to  find  the  other  next  to  him,  a  smile  dancing  on  his  lips  while  he  reached  slowly  for  her,  eyes  find  her  while  slowly  his  lips  found  her  cheek  to  place  upon  her  skin  a  soft  and  yet  lazy  kiss.

    …lazily.

           fifty ways to kiss someone.   ↷  @dxywalker​  //  accepting.

A soft sigh escapes her lips as she feels the soft lips on her cheek, a smile slowly crawling across her lips as she rolls to face him. The warm sun illuminates her face as it spills through the curtains of her room. Her bright eyes flutter open to meet his, “hey,” she murmurs, her voice rough from sleep. She lifts her hand, her fingers lightly dancing across his cheekbone as she lays there gazing at him. It still hasn’t really sunk in, their actions of the night before, falling into bed with him, “did you sleep well?”

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@ all those witcher blogs that just followed me ya girl now has a witcher verse so hit the heart if you want a starter for that.

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The forest is silent. Leandra has been so use to the bustle of towns, the constant noise of it all. Escaping into the forest has been something of a blessing, the silence is peaceful. She’s only had the chirp of birds and rustling of the rustling of the underbrush to keep her company. She likes it this way, less people asking questions, less people wanting to know who she is and where she’s from. Less people to hurt if she loses control of her Chaos. 

It’s early morning, the remains of her fire are still smouldering as she packs her saddlebags. Her dapple grey mare calm under her touch. “I’ll get you some more feed in the next town, Flick, I promise,” she murmurs softly to the horse, and the mare huffs appreciatively. She’s about to climb into the saddle when the forest goes quiet. Properly quiet. The young woman pauses, turning slowly, her sharp eyes scanning the tree line for any out of place movement.  The sound of hooves breaks through the quiet and she turns quickly in the direction of them, her eyes widening as she watches the intruder come through the treeline. Her eyes scan him, from the white hair to the swords at his back. The hairs on the back of her neck prickle and she regards him with a sense of caution, “can I help you?” 

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A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME  bc  who  needs  soft  kisses  when  you  can  have  This   !

(   send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like.   )

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  wanted.

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  allowed.

a  violent  kiss.

a  bloody  kiss.

a  lying  kiss.

a  kiss  as  a  warning.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  your  muse  gave  to  mine.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  my  muse  gave  to  yours.

a  kiss  accompanying  your  muse  injuring  mine.

a  kiss  accompanying  my  muse  injuring  yours.

a  drunk  /  drugged  kiss.

a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.

a   ‘  please  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’m  sorry  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’ll  be  back  ’   kiss.

a  kiss  to  gain  control.

a  kiss  to  give  up  control.

a  kiss  that  draws  blood.

a  kiss  with  tears.

a  kiss  that  won’t  be  remembered.

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@ all those witcher blogs that just followed me ya girl now has a witcher verse so hit the heart if you want a starter for that.